Chapter 120

Matteo had his hand on his hips, was staring at his feet, and was biting his lower lips because the tension in the room wasn't something he wanted to come to terms with.

Zayne, on the other hand, had his eyes on Milo, for at that moment, when his brother's pupils were extracted just that way, somebody was about to die, and he had a clue who it was.

Milo walked into the kitchen, going straight for the knife rack, from which he pulled one out and began to head for the exit.

An alarm slashed through Zayne and Matteo.

"Matteo, quick!"

And in a swift second, they were jumping over the tiled counter. Zayne knocked Milo to the ground while Matteo tried to snatch the knife handle.

But Milo waved the knife so dangerously, slashing into Zayne's arm.

"Jesus Christ!"

Milo had the strength, especially when he got as angry as this, and it felt like with each second that passed, he was gathering it. Though Zayne was on him, and they rolled together d